Covering the Sky: The Years I Was the Empress's Strictest Master

"The Demon Emperor's Palace presents a cluster of Southern Bright Fire Essence and a copy of the Primordial Heavenly Demon Secret Techniques..."

"We offer three bottles of water from the Eight Treasures Merit Pool and one 'Bodhi seed' to the Great Thunderclap Temple in the Western Desert..."

"..."

The announcements of congratulatory gifts were constant.

For three consecutive days, the variety of guests from all over the country and the abundance of their gifts were unprecedented in recent history.

Everyone understood that someone who had achieved the Great Sage realm at the tender age of a thousand before the Great Age began, and was an unparalleled genius in the Eight Forbidden Realms, would undoubtedly achieve far more in the future.

Making friends at this moment, and even deepening the relationship, is of great significance.

However, amidst this peaceful and joyous atmosphere, there were also some less harmonious little incidents.

Ten days have passed, and representatives from all over the world, both within and outside the region, continue to arrive in an endless stream.

At this moment, people from the Heavenly Martial Holy Land in the Northern Region of the Eastern Wilderness arrived, presenting their gift list with a forced smile:

"The Heavenly Martial Holy Land presents a fragmented sacred weapon, wishing Goddess Gu a swift breakthrough of the Imperial Pass and the reign of supreme over the world!"

The announcement of the congratulatory gift echoed through the Yuntai Pavilion.

At this moment, anyone could hear the sarcasm in the tone of these Tianwu people.

In fact, the long-standing discord between Chunqiu Pavilion and Tianwu Holy Land was already common knowledge.

The turning point for all of this began when that Goddess Gu left the Heavenly Martial Holy Land and joined the Spring and Autumn Pavilion.

"Now that the gifts have been delivered, we will not remain for further drinks. Farewell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several old saints from the Heavenly Martial Holy Land left without lingering.

shuh...

Among the seats, gazes unconsciously turned towards the person in the main seat, all wanting to see the reaction of the goddess Gu.

Unexpectedly, Gu Qingxiang acted as if she hadn't heard anything, raising her glass to the representative of the Ziwei Human King Palace.

Just as everyone thought she wouldn't retaliate, she slowly set down the cup in her jade-like hand, her autumn-water eyes surveying the assembled cultivators, and calmly said:

"Gentlemen, you have come from afar. On such a joyous day, it is not appropriate to shed blood. After this matter is settled, I will personally challenge Tianwu with my sword."

Ask Jian Tianwu...

Upon hearing this, the cultivators were shaken to their core.

Are these two schools of thought finally going to openly wage war?

It seems that the people from the Heavenly Martial Holy Land today did not release their arrows without purpose.

"Don't let a small matter spoil the mood, everyone, let's drink to our hearts' content..."

Gu Qingying opened her lips slightly, and her voice, as gentle as a breeze rustling through the wind, continued to ring in everyone's ears.

After speaking, she ran her delicate hand across her face.

wow...

The veil was suddenly lifted by her, revealing her stunning beauty to everyone.

She smiled gently, her captivating beauty stirring the hearts of all the cultivators. With her delicate hands, she raised her cup to everyone present, as if her mere presence had taken care of everyone.

Some cultivators with weak willpower were completely captivated by the spectacle, unable to tear themselves away, and utterly mesmerized.

However, the vast Chunqiu Pavilion has always been a breeding ground for beauties and fairies, and even now, with her veil removed, Gu Qingying outshines all the others.

However, two women in the surrounding seats still attracted attention, their fragrance not being overshadowed.

It was in a corner of the host's seat, opposite the guest seating area, where two women dressed in dark purple dresses, with an eerie and mysterious aura, seemed to exude a deadly allure.

Especially the woman in the lead.

She appears to be a young woman of sixteen or seventeen, with a face that is charming to the bone, and every frown and smile carries a bewitching and enchanting allure, but deep in her eyes flows a sense of vicissitude and mystery that is completely inconsistent with her appearance.

She is Zhao Lianyue, the goddess Zhao who has been famous for a thousand years and is the actual leader of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion.

His lineage is mysterious, and his cultivation is now as deep as the ocean. Although this lineage is in the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, they seem to be a separate entity in ordinary times.

Even though the Goddess of the Palm Chart seems to have the upper hand right now, "they" have always had ways to suppress it.

"Look at your senior uncle's grand entourage, isn't he? A Great Sage of the Eight Forbidden Domains... It's truly enviable..."

At this moment, Zhao Lianyue said softly to her disciple Zhao Lingshuang, who was standing beside her:

"I heard that her beloved spirit pet, the clouded leopard, mysteriously died outside the training tower a while ago? That's a pity..."

As she spoke, she smiled and looked at Gu Qingying, who was standing in the center of the jade platform, and played with a piece of jet-black jade in her hand that kept changing shape.

The jade appears to contain liquids of three colors: gold, silver, and transparency.

Beside her, Zhao Ling Shuang lowered her head and listened to her master's words, but she really felt that the content of the other party's words was ambiguous.

I wonder if the other person was referring to Gu Qingying or the clouded leopard when they said "what a pity".

After Zhao Lianyue finished speaking, she suddenly spoke up:

"With Uncle Gu's talent, he could have broken through to the Great Saint realm long ago, but he has been suppressing his cultivation level. Could it be that he has sensed something?"

Her entire demeanor was also strangely alluring, but unlike her master's charming beauty, she possessed a strange coldness.

As she spoke, she frowned and transmitted her voice:

"The patriarch can't wait much longer. Judging from today's situation, Uncle Gu intends to start a war with the Heavenly Martial Holy Land soon? I'm afraid there will be further delays..."

"Hehe, delay? At that time, she won't have a choice. Although you have been in the cabinet for a thousand years, you may not know some secrets."

Zhao Lianyue chuckled softly, a dark and unfathomable glint flashing in her eyes:

"Do you know why we have always been a single lineage, while the Palm Diagram lineage has flourished and constantly absorbs fresh blood from the outside world?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ling Shuang hesitated for a moment and said:

"Isn't this... always been the case...?"

Zhao Lianyue neither confirmed nor denied this, but instead pointed out another doubt in her mind:

"When you were taken in by your master and entered the pavilion, you must have been wondering, shouldn't the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden Diagram be in the hands of our lineage?"

"Could it be..."

Zhao Ling Shuang's heart stirred slightly, as if she had realized something.

Zhao Lianyue smiled and said no more.

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Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Human Emperor's Final Demise

The conversation between the master and apprentice surnamed Zhao was secretive and brief, and went unnoticed amidst the noisy celebration.

On the cloud platform, the graceful disciples of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, all dressed in white, danced with their long sleeves to the accompaniment of soft music, adding to the atmosphere of the ceremony.

When the sun sets in the west and the moon rises in the east.

Zhao Lianyue, with a graceful figure like a willow catkin swaying in the breeze, slowly stood up and silently left the table with her successor.

Before leaving, Zhao Shennu, who was known as a demoness or witch a thousand years ago, glanced at the beautiful figure in the center of the cloud platform, who was the focus of everyone's attention, with a look of pity.

Over the years, the lineage of the Goddess of the Palm has been able to flourish in many ways, and she is the real heroine behind it.

If they encounter a promising talent outside, they will stop at nothing to coax and deceive them into joining the Spring and Autumn Pavilion.

When the Martial Lord of Zhaotian passed away, the Tianwu Holy Land was in turmoil. She was involved in some of these events, and her purpose was to eventually invite the exceptionally talented daughter of the Martial Lord into the pavilion.

After all, the requirements for the Goddess Painting are too high for those who are compatible with it, and the requirements for the "Ancestor" are even higher...

Among them, Gu Qingying seemed to sense something. Her melancholy gaze, which seemed to evoke pity, inadvertently swept over the direction where Zhao Lianyue and her disciple had disappeared, but she quickly looked away.

She then calmly accepted the congratulations that came from all sides.

However, deep within her clear, autumn-like eyes, a faint trace of worry quietly drifted by.

…………

Central Territory, the secret land of the Tianxuan Ancient Clan.

Within this realm centered on the three black mountains and the eye of the small divine spring, Tan Lin sat listlessly beside a withered branch that still showed no signs of life.

During this time, his form changed from solid to thin, and then from thin to transparent.

The immense power he had once possessed upon his return to his peak was gradually fading away from him.

When this process ends, if he does not activate the Soul Pearl to reincarnate, then he will truly pass away and completely disappear from this world.

But he remained seated, waiting silently, as if clinging to that final moment.

Time passed slowly.

Unbeknownst to him, several days had passed since he initially sacrificed all traces of the Dao.

During his trip to Zhongzhou, he clashed with the Immortal Daoist and the Carefree Celestial Venerable, then gave guidance to the younger generation of the Human King Body lineage, and had a brief chat with his former subordinates... He traveled around the Big Dipper using the six energies of heaven and earth, which took more than two days.

Finally, he returned to this place, created a realm within a realm, and then sat in meditation.

He was not only waiting to see if the last thing he would do in this life would succeed, but also to review his past experiences in this third life.

the end.

Wei Li was on his deathbed.

The ancient battles for supremacy, the struggle for supremacy on the ancient road... the ancient imperial princess... all these past events floated into Tan Lin's mind like a dream.

Suddenly, he recalled what he had seen and heard during his previous journey around the Big Dipper, in that mysterious state of enlightenment.

In the darkness, he seemed to have caught a glimpse of inspiration.

"Will the start of the next life be seamlessly connected to this life...?"

Tan Lin closed his eyes, and suddenly this possibility came to mind.

In his previous three lifetimes, the timing of his reincarnations was uncertain, with varying intervals, and he never managed to find a pattern.

However, the location should be determined by which place he died, and then he would be randomly reincarnated within a large area of ​​that place.

But he did not forget one thing: what he had mastered above were the phenomena and effects of the Soul Pearl before its transformation.

After the Soul Pearl underwent its transformation, he never activated the miraculous effects of that reincarnation.

It's hard to say what will happen.

"If those four words truly represent the indestructible golden body..."

Tan Lin closed his eyes and pondered.

The closer we got to the final moment, the stronger that premonition became.

If the next life truly connects seamlessly with this one, then he will be living in the same era as Li Qingjue.

There is only one Heavenly Heart; who will join it then?

Even though the other party will most likely eventually transform into a chaotic body, possessing an innate "Heavenly Heart," they are currently only in their first incarnation on the long journey from mortal to immortal. Whether they are compatible or not, there will ultimately be a difference...

As his thoughts raced, Tan Lin suddenly abandoned the idea of ​​continuing the calculations.

He slowly opened his eyes.

His time has come...

The withered branches of the ancient tea tree planted in front of him showed no signs of life.

"Has this attempt ultimately failed...?"

He sighed suddenly, and with a thought, he drew out a single point of deep crimson light, about to activate the reincarnation power of the Soul Pearl.

However, at that moment...

Sizzle... Sizzle...

The previously lifeless, withered branch trembled slightly, and even its dry bark seemed to gleam with a barely perceptible sheen.

done?

This was Tan Lin's last thought about the outside world.

next moment.